The Bad Boy [Carter Reynolds]

The bad boy (11)

*killer mode activate*

"You fucking bitch!" I shout as I make my way to her. She has her arms crossed, a raised eyebrow, and a devilish smirk plastered on her face.

She really wants to die.

I quickly smack her making her angry. All eyes are on us as, but I don't care cause this bitch deserves to die. I have always had a bad tempered, when it comes to bad people.

"You did not just hit me" she fake laugh and flips her orange hair back.

"I certainly did" I said as I make myself ready to smack her again, until the coach stops me by grabbing my wrist.

"Maggie! Teachers office now!"

"What?! But--"

"NOW!" She said and blow her whistle. I grumbled something under my breath as I made my way out ignoring everyone's whispering bad comments and staring.

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"She was the on who pushed me first!!" I almost shouted.

"Yeah but you can't just smack her!" My teacher said almost shouting back.

"She always have to make me come in trouble, why can't she just mind her own business and leave me alone!" I said pissed.

"Maggie! I think you need to clear up some things. You're grades are lacking and now you're getting in fights again" she sigh, looking through some papers.

"My grades have nothing to do with this" I mumbled annoyed.

We sat in almost 45 minutes talking about me. It wasn't my fault! She was the on that pushed me. It's not my fault that I have a bad temper. Can she just stop picking on me already!? Ah I hate her so much. She always gets away with everything.

My eyes move to the clock on the wall behind her. The school was over for already half an our ago.

"Okay! I get it! I get it!" I snap, interrupting her, long speech about me and how I have to change. She almost rolled her eyes at me.

"Okay.." She sigh tiredly. "You can leave now"

"Thank god" I grumble under my breath as I stand up.

I walk out of the hall slowly seeing there was nobody around, cause the school was done 30 minutes ago. Ugh I'm so pissed.

My eyes widen when I see carter leaning on his cars, waiting for me with his phone in his hand. He looks up at me and imidiently smirks.

Great..

"Nice smack" he grins, still leaning on the car. He was wearing a dark T-shirt, vans and a dark jeans. I scan him from down and up, and blushed when he raised a eyebrow. I quickly shook my head and crossed my arms.

"What are you doing here?" I sigh tiredly, wishing he could go away.

"Waiting for you" he said and walked closer.

"No way,  I'm not gonna sit on with you again!"

He gives me a hurt puppy face that meant "why not? Pleeese"

"I would rather walk" I said with an bitchy tone, turning around.

He quickly grabbed my wrist and spins my around so were facing. The goosebumps starts rise and could feel butterflies hitting my stomach. I couldn't help it, we were so close. His dark eyes were literally locked in mine as I stared into his. I couldn't help but to blush, trying to look away from his gaze and it only makes his smirk wider.

"You're cute when you blush" he whispers. I could literally feel his minty breath on mine. I swallow not knowing what to say next.

"You mean when I'm becoming a tomato" I said as he chuckled.

"I'm still not driving with you Carter"  I say pushing him away so he weren't so up close. I seriously can't face him when he does that.

He bends down even closer and I was 100 % sure he was gonna kiss me, but then he turns his head and whisper in my ear. My chest started pounding like crazy as  he gave me a shiver down my spine, when his lips touched my ear.

"I promise this time I'll drive you straight home" he said in a pleading voice.

I was to shocked at his sudden reaction, that I just nod. He holds me on my back leading me into the car.

Again.

I feel like a little school girl right now. I couldn't help to get butterflies in my stomach when he touches me. And I feel so weak when his eyes is locked on in mine. I don't know what to do anymore. Something in him is so controlling and bad. There is something in him that I just can't resist.